Nox Invicta - The Route of the Cutting Stones

 

In times of desorientation, my destiny it's perversion.
All my dreams and illusions finish with my death.
All shadows watch my life.
Waiting an error of my rotten mind.

I choose my way, blessed by the flames.
Blessed by the flames...

Infinity it's obscurity (hope)
Clarity is my short life.
Insignificant it's our live.
Magnificent it's a simple thought.

Long, long, is my way, as a suffocating desert.
I was born to walk on the ways of fire.
The route of the cutting stones, I choose.
My destiny is not the easy way, you lose.
My trail of blood leads to the victory.